Texan In Another World 11 Rng: - V1.11 - The First Inciden

Mike's Rifle was no where near complete and design had left him in a bit of a stump. The function was to launch a beam weapon by use of the crystal it had inside, but Mike wanted versatility and above all he wanted not to have the weapon explode on him. Modeling the Rifle after a science fiction future gun from an old movie 'Demolition Man', his options were a little more open.

Mike fitted each crystal to the size of the inner chamber from the bottom of the main body, its cavity was where the bolt would normally go. If Mike could have cartridges made to house the crystal at the top he could just change them out like tape ca.s.settes. The hard part was the trigger and barrel a.s.sembly.

The Triggering mechanism wasn't your usual pin slapper, Mike had to find a non-magically conductive material. It sounds a lot easier than it actually was. The only reason Mike had even decided to let Rissa go out to trade for other materials was exactly because the Prince didn't have what he needed on hand. If they wanted to find those types of building materials, it wouldn't be easy and it wouldn't be from their kingdom.

"The day is still bright, Its a month from winter." Cara stayed at home, she hadn't been feeling too great. She poked fun at Jodi who was already grabbing additional layers to cover up.

Mike noticed Cara dragging her feet more than usual and had her go lay down. It was equally important that she not overwork, There were really no sorts of health benefits in the world and hospitals basically didn't exist.

"Mike, Can you come rub my feet." Cara called out to Mike and it was a little hilarious to start with, but when she dangled her foot off the chair in front of him, her slip showed all of her leg.

He wasn't a saint, But he was a man. When a woman was so provocative in front of him, it usually meant they carried an interest. Mike still had a lot of work to do on his rifle designs, but he had some ideas that could work.

"Sir Mike, We have a report from Prince Troeg." Pa.s.sing over a doc.u.ment and turning to leave, the fat Paige ran off before he got into trouble.

Opening the doc.u.ment, Mike noticed that It was an invitation. The same invitation type of invitation that he had been denied before. Reading it he saw that it was for a meeting among other nations to discuss trade.

"Well, at least some things are sort of working in the palace." Mike let a statement of discontent leave his mouth and then realized that he could cause a lot of problems if he didn't watch what he said during a diplomatic meeting.

"Cara, I'll rub your feet for a bit. But... I want you to read while I do it.. okay." It didn't matter if she paid attention, but one of them was going to be doing something constructive if he was taking time out to do that.

"OKAY!" Happily reading a book while getting her feet rubbed was something she hadn't considered, it even made her smile greatly. Cara picked a book she hadn't started yet and drove her spiritual sense into the book. When Mike's fingertips strode across the bottoms of her foot she couldn't help but lose her concentration and have to reinitialize the book.

Mike laughed, At least it was good practice on focusing... thinking of that, he had some dirty ideas to help his own memory and focus.

Pressing the flat edge of his knuckles and running them up and down her foot, he saw her tail twitch, freeze, way and sway. She was definitely enjoying the personalized attention, and the remaining three girls were entirely jealous as they started debating between themselves over who got to go next.

"Why does Cara get to have this happen." March felt jealous and hot. She hadn't gotten any solo time with Mike yet, and now Cara was getting more treatment so quickly.

It really made her unable to concentrate, Mike instructed the other girls to help Rissa out at the Market. "Don't forget to look for materials that won't transfer magic power."

"AND" Mike stopped them with a single word.

"And, don't forget to tell them that you're trading medication! Not cookies" Mike saw how eager the girls were to do things, He was laughing inside. It wasn't strange, it was heartwarming.

Mike had always thought of himself as a ladies man, but He never really put much focus on it. In high school it didn't take effort to get laid, In college he just went out and it fell on him. When he joined the Army.. it jumped on him whenever the chance arrived. But here in this world, it actually felt like he was making connections.

Watching Cara squirm in the chair was blissful. When Mike finished rubbing her foot he went for a kiss on her lips but soon felt her hands running up his thigh. Cara wanted to thank him and pulled his pants from his waist. The others had gone, and they were all alone.

Mike wasn't sure if he was excluding the girls, but it wasn't his intention. Licking the sides of his manhood, Cara got onto her knees and slid his c.o.c.k into her mouth. When she started to pull at it gently, the throbbing turned her on even more. Stripping and frantically pus.h.i.+ng Mike into the chair again, Cara took charge of the situation.

In another 10 minutes, she had finished her goal and Mike was in a state of joy. A random and enthusiastic b.l.o.w. .j.o.b at work was already a fantasy for most men. Mike hadn't climaxed, Cara wanted him inside of her. Turning to bend over, she exposed her v.a.g.i.n.a and escorted his p.e.n.i.s inside. Mike couldn't help himself, the pressure was already very difficult to maintain his composure. Every motion drew him closer to finis.h.i.+ng and with a collapsing motion he fell onto Cara, spilling himself inside of her. The pulsations from his member kept her jumping from time to time. If Mike had to guess right, she had climaxed at the same time.

Tidying up, Mike had Cara go lay down. She was rather quick to sleep. Satisfied she had gotten what she wanted, She didn't resist it when he told her to rest.

The Rifle pages had been tossed around on the floor during the exercise they were trying a moment ago

"I'm going to go back to work, take a nap and then come find me. We can go over some of my notes when your sisters come back." Mike was tucking himself away better, his hard on had yet to subside.

Cara noticed and nearly asked for more when the gate started to be bashed on from outside. The knocking sound was pretty loud and obnoxious, borderline to the sound of someone trying to crash it down with a battering ram.

Jumping up, she put her clothes on and grabbed for Mike's hand. Mike had already stood up and was making his way to the window to check the commotion. Rocks came cras.h.i.+ng through the window, threatening to destroy whatever was on the other side.

Mike went down to the workbench where the rifle parts were, It wasn't going to be of use. Even if he managed to get it working, it was still unable to be accurately fired or even safe to use.

Mike pulled the crystals from storage, grabbed the sap crystal, fire crystal and a cloth. Mike had an idea.

Using a pesto he ground up the beautiful and toxic flower he had almost grabbed before. He had the sash from Po wrapped around his face, it was certainly better than nothing. The herb dried, was easily crushed and turned to powder. Dumping the powder into the cloth, he bound it with string a few times and ran to the roof.

Mike knew how to handle looters, Angry mobs were pounding on the door.

"WHAT THE h.e.l.l IS GOING ON!" Mike yelled out from the rooftop.

One of the people directing others to break down the door looked up and worked to hurry the others.

"RAM IT!" he yelled out.

The battering ram punched into the door again and they were starting to give way. Mike had to protect what was his, putting the sap crystal into his hand, he charged it and pointed down.

"I advise you to stop." Mike tried to stop them.

When they didn't, Mike released the buildup and it shot toward the tip of the battering ram, gluing it in place. the people pus.h.i.+ng it quickly fell down and a bunch of them ran off. The ones that remained climbed over the debris and tried to force the door open again.

Mike had had just about enough of the crazy for the moment, so he let the yo yo-like cloth unravel and drift across the people breaking into his lab.

'Cough, Cough' 'BLEH!!!' :BLEH!: 'uuuuuuuuughhhhhh'

The spills kept coming from the people who were still trying to enter, they laid on the ground expelling the contents of their stomachs and twitched. Mike didn't expect such a severe reaction, The girls had told him it was able to induce vomiting for extended periods but it was like they were throwing up their intestines.

The offenders were turned inside out and Mike grimaced, the once agile and ferocious looking attackers were turning themselves inside out by convulsion. It was like watching a bad virus movie, but Mike had done it with his own hands.

"f.u.c.k me running. This isn't going to help things..." Mike was worried about how Prince Troeg would feel when he found out what Mike had done. The putrid piles of fur tufts and body parts laying across the outside of his lawn would make most incapable of approach. Mike thought about it some more and detailed what happened on a small piece of paper to remember.

'Jesus f.u.c.king Christ!'

'When I see those girls they need to learn what a f.u.c.king MSDS sheet looks like' Mike thought to himself some more and decided to start teaching the girls about workplace safety and chemical protocols. He hadn't been too worried until right then, If he had known that the powder was that vicious he might not have used it and instead just fired the water crystal.

Mike thought vomiting would be a lot easier than burning, drowning, or even poisoning them directly. The crystals were a type of magic, defense against them was difficult to say the least. That's why he chose the Sap. Mike wondered if maybe he should have tried to stop them with mud as well, but it would have likely ended up in them drowning, the freezing would make them die as well.

Mike was worried.

"G.o.ddammit. Why do people have to do s.h.i.+t like this?" Mike looked at the scene below again from the rooftop and sighed. Pulling the Fire Crystal out again, he poured his spirit into it and released it at the battering ram and festering rot that blocked his gate.

The rolling flames turned to intense disintegration when Mike threw a second shot of fire out to increase the heat.

"I need to report to Prince Troeg." Mike was directed to stand guard over the Lab. Thinking about it further, he looked over at Cara.

"Cara"

"I need you go to the castle with a letter and explain the situation to Prince Troeg. If the guards get in your way, do not go away with them.. run away and come back here." Mike was sure something was happening again, and soon.

Writing down a more detailed description of the events, Mike put it into a scroll and bound it up. He pa.s.sed it to Cara, kissed her on the cheek and wished her luck. The smoke was billowing outside the main gate still, so Mike lowered her out of a window and watched her drift off into streets toward the castle.

"This day is so f.u.c.ked up." Mike sat down, he considered taking another Dab but quickly dismissed it. He needed to think under pressure, being calm would help but it would take away his immediate attention.

Mike pulled the rifle parts into his storage and gathered all his work that was laying around. The books, the tools and any supplies were quickly stored away. Grabbing some larger pieces of furniture and shoving them in front of the door to help barricade it, Mike went back to the roof to watch from above. He held the fire crystal in his hand and looked around from time to time.

Pacing for about an hour, Mike finally saw a friendly sight. Mona, Jodi, Rissa and March had returned but they themselves were running from people. Mike couldn't figure out what was going on. Diving down the stairs and to the bottom of the entryway, Mike started to clear the debris he had stack to defend the Lab.

"Open the door!" March yelled out.

Mike swung the door open just before the girls reached the still rolling flames and smoke. Closing the door behind them to keep the smoke out was the first thing he had to do once they all got inside.

"HELP ME CLOSE THIS" Mike slammed the door shut and tried to replace the beam that was cracked with another one. The door was misshapen and wouldn't close. Mike got the girls to pile things atop each other behind the door and rushed back up to the roof.

Taking the Ice Crystal out he tried something different. Mike aimed the discharge at the ground around the entrance, stopped the burning coals of the battering ram and the corpses in an instant and put several layers of frost over the door. When he was done it was as sealed as some of the ancient tombs of the past, digging it out would take time.

Mike walked back down the stairs and sat in his chair. Cara was still out delivering his message, he would have to think of a solution if she didn't come back with reinforcements.

"So.. Who wants to explain to me what's going on?" Mike looked at the girls, they were all afraid. Something had happened.